Martial Arts, the Fairy's Cultivation

"Who is the one?"

Lin Langtian's arms hung down slightly, and for some reason, a young figure suddenly flashed before his eyes.

The two had only exchanged a fleeting glance before, and Lin Langtian hadn't paid it any mind. But now, thinking back, the way that person looked at him was different from how he looked at others, making Lin Langtian feel uncomfortable.

"I hope you won't appear in front of me again, otherwise..."

Lin Langtian's expression gradually turned indifferent. He stood with his hands behind his back, stepping on the giant eagle's head, and slowly disappeared into the horizon amidst the fierce wind.

On the other side, at the Wang clan's temporary residence, Wang Yan looked at the respectful young man in yellow robes before him, a hint of interest curving his lips.

"Oh? You mean the disappearance of the monsters in the secret realm is related to an unknown kid?"

Wang Pan looked down at Wang Yan and nodded with absolute certainty, as if it were indeed true.

"I saw it with my own eyes. That person easily dealt with a giant python at the Creation Realm with a single move. It seems that he has some special method that can target the monsters in the secret realm."

"Is this really true?"

A glint flashed in Wang Yan's eyes. With his strength at the Great Perfection of the Shaping Realm, the demonic beasts in the secret realm were not difficult to deal with, but obviously he could not take them at will. The person Wang Pan mentioned was only at the Great Perfection of the Yuan Dan Realm. The fact that he could deal with the Shaping Realm on his own must mean that there was something strange about him.

If the Wang clan could obtain such methods, their journey to the secret realm would be greatly enhanced.

"Which faction does that kid come from?" Wang Yan asked casually.

"I saw him walking with members of the Lin clan before, but they shouldn't be from the same group..."

"Oh? So you have no background?" Wang Yan looked at Wang Pan with a meaningful expression. The latter was stunned for a moment, then understood and immediately put on a righteous attitude.

"In my opinion, that person is far too selfish. Even if he has the means to easily deal with the monsters in the secret realm, how can one person's strength compare to that of my Wang clan?"

"Handing over that method so that everyone in the secret realm can take action themselves is the best option for everyone! Young Master Wang Yan, what do you think?"

clap clap clap!

Wang Yan clapped his hands, looking at the solemn-looking Wang Pan with an approving expression. He hadn't realized before that this person was a promising talent.

"You're not bad. I'll leave this matter to you. Once it's done, I can decide to grant you the treatment of a core member of the clan."

Upon hearing this, a flash of excitement crossed Wang Pan's eyes. The treatment of core clan members not only represented a larger share of cultivation resources, but also, as promised by Wang Yan himself, it meant that he had become the former's confidant and his status had risen accordingly.

"Young Master Wang Yan, rest assured, I will definitely complete the mission!"

Watching Wang Pan stride away, Wang Yan's face showed a calm expression. Dealing with a mere Yuan Dan Realm cultivator was not something he, Wang Yan, needed to do personally.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Bang bang bang!

Lin Dong used the Dragon Steps to move like a blur, flashing past the three enormous beasts. Accompanied by several overlapping muffled sounds, the three demonic beasts at the Shaping Realm exploded almost simultaneously the instant Lin Dong's figure materialized, leaving behind azure spiritual liquid suspended in mid-air.

"Three more drops in hand."

Lin Dong put the Azure Spirit Liquid into a jade bottle and weighed it in his hand. If it were a straightforward battle without any fancy moves, it would still take some effort to deal with the three-headed Shape-Creating Realm demon beast. Now, it was almost effortless. Lin Dong was quite satisfied with the efficiency of this collection.

At this moment, Lin Dong's Qiankun bag was filled with jade bottles of all sizes, and the Creation Spirit Liquid sealed inside would leave outsiders speechless if they saw it.

After parting ways with Lin Ke'er and the others, Lin Dong no longer held back. He used the restraining relationship of the Crescent Moon Mark to quickly harvest the demonic beasts in the secret realm. Combined with his strength, which was no weaker than the Great Perfection of the Shaping Realm, he was even more powerful.

Avoid those in the Creation Realm from afar, wait for an opportunity to strike when encountering those in the Qi Creation Realm, and launch a powerful attack when facing those in the Form Creation Realm.

With such a thorough and systematic harvest, the combined hunting efficiency of everyone in the entire secret realm is probably still less than that of Lin Dong alone.

After carefully putting away the Creation Elixir, Lin Dong continued to search in another direction, following the aura he had sensed earlier, and sped off.

"Lin Dong, there's something ahead, it seems different from what we encountered before..."

Xiao Diao's voice echoed in Lin Dong's heart, carrying a hint of solemnity. When Lin Dong crossed a mountain, the scene that came into view made his eyes flash with surprise.

What appeared before them was a desolate land. Unlike the vibrant life in other parts of the secret realm, the space here was filled with a tragic atmosphere, like a corner of an ancient battlefield.

"Huh? There's someone there?"

Following Lin Dong's gaze, a figure could be vaguely seen standing on the ground in the distance. The figure was wearing tattered armor, which was covered with mottled marks and exuded an ancient feel.

The armored figure stood motionless, leaning on a broken sword, his back straight, as if the passage of time could not bring him down.

Lin Dong cautiously approached the figure. Although the figure was motionless, its appearance was too strange, causing Lin Dong to feel a vague unease.

When Lin Dong got close to the figure, several hundred feet away, he noticed that what lay beneath the armor was not the flesh he had imagined. The stark white bones were covered in dust and bore the marks of time—it was the skeleton of a powerful figure, preserved from the ancient battlefield to this day, enduring for thousands of years!

"Be careful. This skeleton's strength in life must have surpassed the Nirvana Realm. Even a trace of its aura is something you can't withstand now!"

Xiao Diao's solemn voice echoed in Lin Dong's mind, tinged with a touch of emotion and an indescribable feeling.

Lin Dong secretly became more vigilant and cautiously approached the armored figure. Seeing that the latter seemed to have no reaction, he relaxed slightly.

"Even those who have surpassed the Nirvana Realm... such powerful beings can perish and their cultivation dissipates. Just how brutal were the wars of ancient times?"

Lin Dong gazed at the humanoid skeleton holding a broken sword and couldn't help but sigh. Over the long years, that ancient remains had stood there all this time. Was it guarding something?

"Um?"

Lin Dong's gaze suddenly froze on the broken sword held by the skeletal hand. His brows furrowed slightly. The material of the sword looked somewhat familiar, reminding Lin Dong of the thing that Miss Mu had given him before he left.

Could it be that the sword tip was broken off from the longsword in the skeleton's hand?

While Lin Dong was pondering, he didn't notice that the armored figure with his back to him seemed to have a glimmer of light in its empty eye sockets.

"Heh, you're pretty fast."

Just then, a discordant voice came from behind. Lin Dong turned around and saw a young man dressed in the Wang clan's attire staring at him with ill intent.